Tuesday, September 18, 2012

waiting at the window

Waiting at the Window
These are my two drops of rain
Waiting on the window-pane.

I am waiting here to see
Which the winning one shall be.

Both of them have different names.
One is John and one is James.
All the best and all the worst
Comes from which of them is first
James has just begun to ooze.
He's the one I want ot lose.

John is waiting to begin.
He's the one I want to win.
James is going slowly on.
Something sort of sticks to John.
John is moving off at last.
James is going pretty fast.
John is rushing down the pane.
James is going slow again.
James has met a sort of smear.
John is getting very near.
Is he going fast enough?
(James has found a piece of fluff.)
John has hurried quickly by.
(James was talking to a fly.)
John is there, and John has won!
Look! I told you! Here's the sun!



  1. Such a cute little poem!! Love your pictures. See? I told you, you were better!!

    1. Thanks for the kind comments - but all credit for the poem and the illustrations go to Milne and my copy of "Now We Are Six."


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